Untitled by S. L. Wyllie. It troubles me when I glimpse those shrouds of darkness behind your eyes. They take you to this desolate place where you self-destruct and isolate. I see the demons beneath the surface, I see them waiting for the first chance, to drag you under when you're weakest. How can I … Continue reading Untitled
My silent stalker is always lurking preying on me when I'm least expecting. Invisible hands around my throat slowly squeezing the life from me. The world is spinning, the room is shrinking, lights grow brighter, and voices sharpen. Creeping alongside me my ghostly predator the nemesis I can't see, Yet I can feel everything. My … Continue reading Killing Me.
My Mistake I regret the things I said, The way I acted, the way I left. I regret the time I wasted, and The false hope I granted, By coming back. When I left, I should've stayed Far away and let you be. But, I faltered, My doubts grew louder, I couldn't take it, My … Continue reading My Mistake
Hi everyone, it's Thursday which means I just got back from the writing workshop. Our latest writing prompt was to write down three things we carry in our heart. I chose Love, Pain, and Memories. Of those three things, we were supposed to select one and write about it. Ten minutes on the timer, and … Continue reading Love, pain, memories.
I wrote this a while back. It was inspired by a post I saw on Facebook where a member of a writing group was trying to piece together an idea for a story: Her MC discovered someone else's photos on the table in her apartment... Upon reading the member's post, I wrote this on the … Continue reading Stranger in the dark